Metal Meredith

We took advantage of the beautiful sky yesterday and went to Maymont. It was so windy that the stroller threatened to blow away several times, even with the brakes on.

We also took a few moments to reminisce.

I know you want to see these but probably won’t ever go to the Shutterfly account I set up *sigh*, so here they are:

I hate to have professional pics done because I am always annoyed and disappointed. These are ok, we did buy a few more for the fact that we had some done on Vivienne’s 1st birthday, so we wanted to do the same with Henry. I also forget that my definition of “cheesy” is so obviously not the same as everyone else’s. I do know that “I don’t like props” isn’t that hard to understand (nice blocks, eh?)

So you can understand my being perplexed, no?

Much like last year, I did the happy dance as I opened the box that just arrived.

Around Thanksgiving, I sometimes think about the fact that these will arrive. But by the time December 1st rolls around and I am up to my eyeballs in planning and buying and decorating and dealing, I just forget about them.

How is it that they are always delivered right when I need them most? Or is it the fact that they are always just such a welcome treat?

Thanks again to Dad and Nancy for making this one hour of my life peaceful, rewarding and delicious. 

Someone sent me a link to this site and Phil and I had a good laugh. Enjoy!

Make an Elf of Yourself!